The goddess of luck in fast wear is so handsome

Chapter 145 Accepting a Stupid Apprentice 23
Even Yechen moved a bit, as if planning to step forward.

Only Feng Yu took the lead.

He stopped again.

"Stand over there!" Mu Huan just let out a low shout, subconsciously dodging away.

So the big apprentice rushed to nothing.

She raised her sleeve and twirled her fingertips, a fiery red elf with transparent wings flew out of her sleeve, landed on Feng Yu's shoulder, grabbed his collar and sat down obediently.

"This is..." Feng Yu was also stunned.

"The flower elf cultivated by the Phoenix flower of thousands of years is best at healing wounds. You are impatient, and you often act impulsively without regard to the consequences. With it, at least you can suffer less." Mu Huan explained.

Mu Huan didn't want to see things like this time sneaking into the dream with her, violating the rules, and almost causing the little apprentice to die in this dream.

"Master." Feng Yu, who understood, was immediately moved.

Ye Chen pursed his lips and watched, subconsciously clenched the long sword in his right hand.

This was given to him by Mo Qinghuan just now.

With the experience of the previous life, he can naturally realize that the sword he holds in his hand is not ordinary.

Mo Qinghuan must have spent a lot of effort to find it.

But he was just angry.

Once the strength returns, he no longer needs to be controlled casually like in the previous life, and some resentment and hatred that had been suppressed so hard before began to emerge one after another, urgently and fiercely, forcing him to be inexplicably irritable.

"Master is really kind to the disciples and senior brother." He said calmly.

Perhaps it was because the voice was not very loud, even if the tone was not very good, Feng Yu didn't bother him when he heard it this time, but focused his eyes and held the flower elf on his shoulder to the palm of his hand to study.

This is the first time Feng Yu has heard of the flower spirit that has been cultivated from the Phoenix Flower for thousands of years.

However, he could feel how pure the fire element spiritual power of the flower elf in the palm of his hand was. Although it was weak, he was still very happy.

Because it was given to him by Master!

Unique!
Master still cares about him!

"What is Ah Chen doing now?" Seeing this, Mu Huan stopped talking about the senior apprentice, but repeated the old words to the younger apprentice.

What cultivation base?
There was a faint smile on the lips of the little apprentice, which seemed a bit nasty, and he asked quietly: "Master, why not guess...Since the disciple was identified as a genius earlier in the morning, in the eyes of the master, what level can this talent reach?" ?”

Mu Huan:? ? ?
What kind of problem is this?

"Don't have a playful smile on your face. When you ask questions for the teacher, you only need to answer truthfully." She scolded with a cold face.

Seeing this, Feng Yu almost subconsciously added a sentence, "Respect the teacher and respect the way, respect the teacher and respect the way, have you learned from the dog's belly?"

There was an eerie silence in the atmosphere.

For a long time, even the air seemed to be filled with the smell of gunpowder, Feng Yu seemed to finally wake up from the excitement of the flower elf, raised his eyes, and looked at Ye Chen suspiciously.

At this glance, his face changed suddenly again.

I saw Yechen raised his hand, almost in the blink of an eye, the overwhelming fine needles formed by the condensed spiritual power of five colors came towards him like raindrops, they were urgent and ruthless, and the strike was extremely heavy, as if he had no intention of avoiding it at all. open opportunity.

"Yechen!" Feng Yu shouted immediately, startled and angry.

But the hand subconsciously moved towards the flower elf who was holding him by the collar and leaning against him.

This was given to him by Master, so it cannot be hurt!
In the blink of an eye, he only had time to think of this idea, and those thin needles condensed from spiritual power into domineering and ferocious needles had already arrived in front of him.

Almost subconsciously, he chose to close his eyes.

After waiting for a while, there was nothing unusual around him.

On the contrary, Master's faintly heavy voice sounded again, "God Transformation Realm?"

(End of this chapter)